TWO POEMS: FIVE; RED GLARE

TWO POEMS: FIVE; RED GLARE

FIVE

water leaks through
as is its wont

cats
do
too

are
ace infiltrators

believe they
possess a divine
right to
do so

have a signed contract
airtight, since the Ark

repeatedly I ask
my own furry frauds
to produce
such a
document

want to
see
    who betrayed his or
her own
species

signing on
that dotted line

****

RED GLARE

standing
at a Cardinal point

expecting a Hail Mary
yet you toss
me a lateral

expect me to run
through linemen
and linebackers alike

reinforcing the inkling
I keep getting, cannot
side-
step, avoid
thinking

that I am
everybody’s
designated target
chilling
   here in the red zone

no one
   (before the
crunch comes) to
have a nice placid
word with

about
    to get spangled
become rocketed red glare